Sea Calendar 1522.
Two years had passed since the Marineford War.
On these ever-changing seas, where countless ships vied for passage, many figures who had once stirred the winds and clouds gradually faded from public view.
Yet each new generation surpassed the last.
Many pirates who had once been rookies were beginning to make names for themselves.
The Supernovas whose limelight had been overshadowed by the Marineford War had now each carved out their own reputations in the New World.
Among them, only the Straw Hat Crew, who had drawn the most attention, had instead gradually faded from the world's sight.
Grand Line, Boin Archipelago.
This was an archipelago composed of several carnivorous plants floating on the sea—the Gastric Barons.
The dense Forest of Temptation grew vast amounts of sweet, tempting food, luring Sea Beasts, Sea Kings, and the like onto the islands, step by step toward the abyss of death.
Atop the tallest tree in the forest, a long-nosed man hid himself and held his breath. Only the tip of his gun barrel and his intensely focused eye were exposed.
His target was a Sea Beast at the distant edge of the island, one with the upper body of a bear and a fish tail, which had just crawled ashore after being lured by the fragrance.
Even with a body four or five stories tall, it would still have been difficult for an ordinary person to spot it beneath the cover of this dense forest of towering trees.
The distance had already exceeded the effective killing range of firearms, not to mention that the target was such a massive, thick-skinned Sea Beast.
Yet the man's muzzle remained steady, shifting ever so slightly with the creature's wriggling.
"Just being able to hit it isn't enough. Farther... even farther."
"Coat the